An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I hear the snw crunch My footprints cover the ground Softly falling down.
By Darla M Seely7 months ago in Poets
I hear leaves rustle And see them fall one by one Landing on the ground..
Ghost trees grow stark bones, Skeletons thrumming with sun, Hot blood for undeath.
By Harbor Cecille7 months ago in Poets
A small pink flower Growing in a sidewalk crack Unexpected joy
By Rene W. Brown7 months ago in Poets
Snow glistens on the trees. Showflakes shimmer as they fall, Covering the ground.
Good morning The sun is shining the clock is blaring The clock is broken Wipe the cobwebs from your head drag yourself out of bed
By Jared Spangler7 months ago in Poets
A bird on a fence Pauses and watches the sky. Stillness fills the air.
Dazzlintg firewrks Explode up high in the sky. Night holds its breath still.
The colorful leaves Dance and flutter in the wind And fall to the ground.
Birds in a tall tree Sing a morning melody. Wind stirs through the leaves.
Shades of pink, orange, Wind stirs the quiet meadows. Shadows stretch and yawn.
In the heart of India, where the rivers flow, The monsoon whispers secrets, soft and low. Clouds gather like a choir, dark and grand,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
